September 8, 2012

• Without Shackles

  Up late at night

  head spinning with thoughts

  What am I going to do with myself?

  I wish I could walk on air

  I would go to sleep in the wind with a cloud for a pillow

  massaging me with its magnificent gusts

  taking me where ever it wants

  I'd let it

  I'd let the wind have control

  the suspense of where I wake up next 

  above what city, town, state, country, or continent will I be?

  free travelin' through the transparent walkways of my destination

  I'm destined to be somewhere

   

  I'd like to get there without being bound with shackles...

  

  
  Picture Source: http://www.carlwozniak.com/clouds/cloudpix.html

   

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